The heaviest sound lays us to rest
Tied to the steak and eats our heart out
Composure fixed to the evening sky
Swivel the scenery then throw me away when I am colored dead
Let's all pose then fall down the well together
Understudies for the part we weren't meant to play
Courage for cowards in the rewriter's chair beating the around the rose bush
Sink thirty thousand feet into the shoes too narrow for human feats.
Back to factory settings until you can learn how to sing let alone speak our names
Caution tape leashes the struggle bus in gear on your best days
One step further than slipping up on a Monday, blue and battered
I wake up to the sight of the out of boundaries shred to pieces
Water for the pills stuck in swallowing fashion
Wings tied to the bed abstract as ever
We dreamt of the rise and fall of the house of us
Blueprints of further disappointment with marble inlays to hold onto this moment
Shock jocks of jealous siblings gnashing at ankles going home
Nostalgic for chaos and that bitter root
I didn't know that I was this obvious
Innocence donated with and without the will to live
the opprobrium of humanity at times
has a sweetness to it that sours nature
time leaves it in shambles
on an unforgivable foundation
let his death be upon our children and us
fade into burning crosses
where in the dying embers
stand in shadows of the gallows
where hatred had triumphed
and the stark realism
the flood did not remove the vermin
the lioness will devour the lamb
doves will scatter in the church bells
and as the world turns
the bats are free of the belfry
Oregon 8/26/26
I know you think you’re to blame
but you didn’t ask for this name
in years to come, the monster is muted
you’re afraid of late nights, raised voices and fights but one day that all stops and it’s all left behind
They’ll tell you can’t, won’t give you a chance and in the end you prove them all wrong
but take caution with change and tighten those reigns because where you end up, that’s not where you belong
Yes, you exceed every expectation
but it’s at the cost of your own elation
much of your struggle is birthed from your creation
you become a bullet train that gets lost at the station
Every word they say, I know it crushes your day but you’ll figure it out in your own complex way
growing older you’ll learn, the ailments we earn come at us straight out of the blue
you’ll find yourself seething from all the halo cleaning with everything you go through
Above all, I must say
there are brighter days but darker ones are still to come
you have what it takes to reach those high stakes and still now, it has only begun
It's unfair to assume total apathy
when good people always listened
and have worked behind the scenes
night and day tiring themselves out
to try and make the world brighter
in the only way that they know how.
god and goddesses
hand crafted stone temples
old trees with old roots
Meet me in the corridor after lesson
it’s been a long week, this weekend is our blessing
we’ll go to lunch and discuss the latest person we can’t stand
and I’ll show you that new song,
remember?
the one from my favourite indie band
the way home is long and so far away
yet before we know it we’re living the next day
that test was tough but throughout it I knew
I would be okay because there’d be you
laughing with me at this broken place
planting a smile on my face
When I reach home, I’ll message you
and we’ll avoid all the work we need to do
I state my dreams at the dinner table
and no one doubts just how much I’m able
I am impatient for a taste of life
a taste of freedom when this is out of sight
I climb into bed and I turn off the light
in years to come, these will be simpler times
We're all related to the stormy firmament
Trying to figure out if it's about to pour down.
Or if the sun's just taking a long break.
It's hard to tell what's real these days.
The clang turns up so deafening you can't
Detect your own breathing and every divided
Wall is screaming a different analysis of the
Truth.
It doesn't matter what lingo you pray in, the
Shade of your skin, or where you call home.
When the ground starts vibrating, we all reach
For the precise same thing.
Something rigid, Something factual. Trouble
Doesn't ask for proof of Identity, A heart
Fragile sounds the same everywhere-
That tranquil, heavy crack that makes you
Sit up at 3:00 am and wonder: Where do we
Go from here?
Up looks like down, right feels like left.
We look at each other directly
Clouded glass, forgetting that covered by it all,
It's just bone, blood, and a soul trying to find
Its way back home.
These are daunting times to discern; the fog is dense, but we don't need a lantern to see the
Whole Alpine just enough light to take the
Very next step in alignment.
I choose to trust my eyes,
When told to believe an alternate truth.
It should come as no surprise
My faith in our government hangs by the skin of its tooth.
When a country has no rule of law
That equally applies to every man,
It has already begun its downfall
I hope you understand.
My political stance is now personal;
I cannot deny that fact.
I have always gotten emotional
When innocent people are under attack.
I have always stood up to the bully;
Sometimes giving, sometimes getting the bloody nose.
Deep down inside of me truly
I know, sometimes, that is how it goes.
You can love me or you can hate me,
Given the emotions I wear on my sleeve;
Or, if you care instead to debate me,
My convictions I am sure you will see.
We do not have to agree on everything;
Or, really on nothing at all;
I’m just getting tired of currently living
In the most divisive time I can recall.
when I felt alive instead of being a skeleton with no breath
When my words are quiet
and yours are few,
we will speak
in tender glances
with a touch of hands
joining one to the other.
Kindred hearts know
every gulf can be spanned
and every gap can be bridged,
even in silence.
The stillness of our souls
reflects the depth
of my serenity in you
and yours in me;
upon life’s river,
we will always sail
together.
IN THESE CLOUDY TIMES
Today’s apathy
Must be washed away from us:
Come, God, let zeal rain:-
As I browsed this morning's science news,
what I read knocked off my shoes.
Now, the entire educated world reflects,
understanding now that FISH HAVE NECKS!
....and in the air, a million "What the heck!"s
598.
Learn History of Contemporary Times!
Learn Contemporary Times History
Recent developments in this time of modernity
Socialism/Communism arose in Russia & China
Nationalism rose up in India, Zionism in West Asia
There was Cold War between USA & USSR
Smaller countries conducted proxy war
There were stiil conflicts in West & East Asia
War on Terror was initiated by America.
-12/17/2017
(Dumarao)
*WHN Poems
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Learn History of Ancient Times!
Learn Ancient Times History
Kingdoms to Empires, Caesar from Hammurabi
There were 3 ancient civilizations in the continent of Asia
It all began in Mesopotamia, then India & China
There were pyramids & pharaohs in Ancient Africa
Also there were pyramids & strange gods in Ancient America
Ancient Europe started with Minoans & Mycenaeans
Then the civilizations & empires of the Greeks & the Romans.
-12/11/2017
(Dumarao)
*WHN Poems
TOILING THESE TOUGH TIMES
Trumped towers tilting
Towards treacherous times:
Tenacity taught:-
Today’s themes, true trials:
Thundering tribulations,
Tremendously testing:-
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